Two more hours of the eclipse. We didn’t catch a glimpse of the super moon or the blood moon or any penumbral activity at all. But knowing it has been going on has given an extra charge to the day, a mystical quality.
It was quite cold as I jogged up the river and I was underdressed. My only goal was to get home as fast as possible. I noticed that because of the cold, my attention was very focused. I did not take notice of the usual things that bother me. Often I am attentive to how tired and uncomfortable I feel, of irritation at all the construction, wishing I had brought a protein bar. But this time all those irritations faded so far into the background that they were out of my awareness.
I wasn’t sure what to make of it except to remark on how powerful a strong focus can be.